I find myself awake at night,
emotions ignite,
from our precarious plight.
To me it seems so black and white,
embrace this delight,
and trust in our hearts, right?
My loves confession must seem trite,
I confess it forthright,
every single day and night.
Cast aside your doubt and your fright,
and let shine love's light,
'cause we'll make this work alright.
